Oct 28, 2017 Musings over the Atlantic-Boy is it ever esoteric up here!
1 AM mid Atlantic time. Saturday Oct 28th 2017 The air vents crackle crisp rerouted air, a welcome change from when we boarded the 767 in Toronto. We are on our way to Gatwick, London. The inaugural visit to the 3-D Printing Silicone Party, in London, England to see Sophie at the Alternative Limb Project. We’re cruising at 39,000 feet routed a little farther North than unusual due to strong tail winds. Most anyone with a right mind on this flight is asleep or trying mightily. After an inelegant climb over Chris to get to the washroom mid plane and much restlessness and ill ease (I’m nursing a nasty headache from the blue cheese that was on my Veggie Bowl right before we boarded) I tried to snuggle down again, if you could call it that, in that tiny seat. Sleep still evading me. Gawd I’m going to pay for that when we land! Chris was smart. She brought a travel pillow, Xanax and something else to help ease her into twilight. Me? I’m suffering…I’ll know better for ne...